Sep 23, 2007 13:45
Maybe if someone got over a smothering sort of jealousy, something might happen. I dont see anything in a future with you, thats all. And for that. Im ending this. I want to be your friend, I liked our innocent friendship. Granted that may not work so well as Id like it to, but Im willing to go with that.
Im not going to say : Its not you, its me.
Because the way I see it, its you, not me.
Id rather tell you this, but Im too pissed to speak to you right now.